Kali's Altar 8

Lavinia was an extreme sexual sadist. As time went on and her power grew, she became more and more of a monster. If you were within her reach, she would grab you. She brought the blood rituals back to the house and corrupted the souls of everyone at the table.

After we stripped off our clothes, Black Sally went to the chest and brought out a machete. She hacked the doctor’s body to pieces. We rolled around naked in the blood and gore; we groped and kissed and sucked and licked as we glided over one another’s bodies. The older woman whimpered and sobbed as she laid naked and helpless in the doctor’s blood.

Lavinia gripped my arm and pulled me toward her. She held the liver to my mouth, I fed her as I had done before. As I laid on top of her, she grabbed my cock and guided me into her hot, wet pussy. I didn’t care about my past, my future or anything else in the world. All I cared about at that time was the moment, and I would have been content to die in that moment.

My cock slid in and out of Lavinia’s tight pussy. I pulled out and came on her stomach. She mixed the seed with the blood. The heart was placed on the altar, as was the doctor’s severed head. The woman bound on the floor kept her eyes shut tight. The woman locked in the cage kept her eyes glued on the action.

Black Sally and Brianna rolled the older woman around in the blood. Lavinia crawled naked on her stomach through the blood and gore to get to the woman. Sally flipped the woman over on her back. Lavinia crawled on top of the her, dagger in hand.

Lavinia had Brianna and Sally hold the woman’s legs. Lavinia used her dagger to slice the woman’s breasts off. Then she took the dagger, shoved it in the woman’s vagina and fucked her with it.

Black Sally cut the woman’s throat. Lavinia turned over on her back and played with her clit. I went to her. I kneeled in front of her. I put my head between her thighs and licked and sucked on her clit. Her hips bucked up and down, she dug her nails into my shoulders and filled my head with banshee’s shriek as she came.

The liver was removed and passed around. I felt intoxicated. I heard the howling of wolves and the beating of drums. In my mind, I saw the eye of the Goddess; it was like a black hole, endlessly killing and consuming and continually growing larger and more powerful. I sensed that eventually it would consume the whole universe, and become a universe unto itself.

The woman’s head was placed on the altar. Lavinia scooted herself to the door, opened it and slowly pushed herself up into a handstand. She walked out into the hall on her hands. The woman in the cage watched us dismember her mentor, pick up all the pieces, soak up the blood and replace the plastic sheets. She didn’t move, she didn’t make a muffled sound, but she never took her eyes off us. We did all the work still naked and bloody. Black Sally pushed a wheel-barrow up to the backdoor. We loaded the parts in the barrow. When I got to the shed, I noticed that the pieces from the previous night were gone. Again, I got that uneasy feeling, like there was someone watching me from the shadows.

I went back to the house, showered and removed all my blood-soaked bandages. I figured the bandages were too much of a hindrance as they kept getting drenched with blood. The Gothic Girl’s voice penetrated my mind, “I want to see you in the den in five minutes.“ After scavenging a pair of coveralls from Selene’s room, I went to the den. The Gothic Girl was already there seated in an armchair. She was clean, showered and wore a fresh uniform.

Her voice said, “I see you and Lavinia have your own ritual going on.”

I thought, “If you didn’t want that to happen, you shouldn’t have left me here alone.”

“I believe that’s number four on the list of most pathetic things a man can say.”

“What’s number one?”

“I love you.”

“I do love you…”

“But you love my sister too? I know that you weren‘t fucking ME upstairs NOW WERE YOU?!?!”

“I didn’t…”

She smacked me across the face, “Let me guess. You didn’t have any choice. That’s number two on the list. You’re just a pathetic man aren’t you Clarence?”

Lavinia’s voice came into my mind, “You don’t have to take that from her. Stand up for yourself. Put her in her place.”

I didn’t know what to do, they were both in my head at once. The Gothic Girl picked up on the fact and punched me in the face. Blood flowed from my nose. She kneed me hard in the balls and pushed me so that I fell backward over the coffee table. Then she jumped on me and sat on my chest, pinning down my arms with her knees. She pulled a knife from her boot. Then she unsnapped the top two buttons of my coveralls to expose the upper part of my chest by my neck. I felt the tip of her blade pierce my flesh. The pain wasn’t extreme, but I knew she was cutting me and it seemed like it would never end. When she was done, she stared me in the eyes and licked my blood off her fingers. She got off me and walked out the room.

I went back to the bathroom to view and clean my new wound. Lavinia’s voice said, “You showed her didn’t you slave? You better figure out a way to deal with that situation. You hurt her feelings. If you can’t find a way to rectify that, she’s probably going to kill you.”

I looked at my wound in the mirror. DAMIJANA was carved into my chest. Blood flowed down my chest and stomach. I had to put a bandage on to keep from bleeding everywhere. I got a new pair of coveralls and changed. Brianna came in the room.

She said, “Be cool. I just want to talk to you.” She shut the door behind her. “Look, I don’t want to have to be always watching my back for you. I’m not going to live like that. If I think that I’m gonna have to keep worrying about you, I’m going to kill you. You see, you can’t afford to have to be always watching me either. We’re alone in a house full of wolves. We’ll be stronger if we work together. I need to know that somebody in this world has my fucking back right now, okay Clarence. In return, I’ll watch your back. Now, I know that we have to torture each other sometimes. But Clarence, it is possible to do that in way that doesn’t leave a person maimed. We can take turns with each other and do this in a civilized way.” She pulled a gun from the small of her back and pointed it at me. “Or we can just say ‘Fuck it’ and end this right now.”

I said, “Let’s work together.”